The Life-catcher General spotted Jiao Tu's Yin God and stopped at a distance, whistling like a bird to strategize with each other, reluctant to approach rashly for the moment.
In the darkness, black mist billowed around Jiao Tu's Yin God. Xiao Man was no stranger to these "Yin Gods," but seeing it up close for the first time, she noticed a small, golden silhouette within the swirling dark smoke.
It flickered in and out of view, as if it were a golden body about to be reborn, or perhaps it concealed a scorching sun.
Princess Liyang, worldly and knowledgeable, assessed, "A Yang God is forming... Are you subordinates of Chen Ji?"
Jiao Tu smiled mischievously, "Not just subordinates, oh no, I almost drank a marriage toast with Mr. Chen."
Xiao Man, clutching the wound on her shoulder, spoke sternly, "Don't go tarnishing my young master's reputation out here!"
Jiao Tu cast a sidelong glance at her, "Alright, alright, I know."
Xiao Man was puzzled, "How did you end up here?"
